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People are like immortals, and swords are like shocks!

The big simplification is complicated, the big complexity is simplified, and the moves of the emperor Fu Lingxi are far less neat and neat than Wang Fuxing, but every move carries a pleasing and stunning beauty, without the slightest artificiality, giving people the feeling that such a woman should use this move.

The Qiushui sword suddenly came out of its sheath, the sword light was as cold as water, and it stabbed at Wang Fuxing's eyebrows mercilessly, she was still holding the snow-white dust, holding the sword in one hand, and the speed was amazing.

Wang Fuxing took a step back, he could avoid the blade of the sword, and for a while he couldn't find the flaws of the emperor's spirit, and then he didn't dare to attack rashly, before the fight, he could comfort himself, saying that winning is winning a woman, and there is no loss if he loses, in fact, it's all, if he loses a big loss, at least he can't afford to lose face, if he loses to a girl, even if he can find a hundred excuses to excuse himself, he still feels blushing.

The courtyard was slightly smaller, and the two of them advanced and retreated, and the cold sword light always chased Wang Fuxing's figure.

For Huangfu Lingxi, she has no flaws herself, and Wang Fuxing also has no flaws, in this case, she has no less than dozens of killing moves to use, but Wang Fuxing in the retreat can basically dodge all of them, and between advancing and retreating, no one can help anyone.

"This young man's strength is not bad, at least much higher than he shows."

Huangfu Lingxi remembered his master's evaluation, his heart was as peaceful as water, but the long sword in his hand was swayed sharply, and the offensive was invisibly accelerated a lot.

Under the moonlight, people forget the past and the past like a sword dance of the flying immortals, the long sword is fierce, but the beauty is floating in the wind.

"Ding!"

Wang Fuxing narrowed his eyes, and finally seized a small opportunity, stretched out his hand, flicked his fingers, and flicked on Qiushui's sword blade, which seemed to have no force, but the sword light flying beside him paused instantly, and the powerful inch forcibly shifted the long sword to an angle.

Wang Fuxing seized the opportunity, and the pitch-black spots that had been hidden in his sleeves instantly appeared in his hand, the blade was pitch black, and he rushed directly towards the Xueliang long sword.

An inch long, an inch strong. An inch short, a point of risk.

The distance between the two was less than three meters, and the moment the angle of the Qiushui Sword staggered, Wang Fuxing seized the opportunity and rushed in with a big stride, directly approaching the body of Huangfu Lingxi.

The pure natural body fragrance became more and more intense, it seemed that because of this action, the body fragrance on the body of the emperor Fu Lingxi was completely volatilized, Wang Fuxing sniffed lightly, gentle and intoxicating, and then couldn't help but imagine how charming this girl could be when she did strenuous exercise in bed.

Don't blame a certain comrade for being lustful, suddenly a woman fell from the sky, and told you that as long as you can beat her, you can do whatever you want, I'm afraid that Yanagishita Hui, who is not chaotic, can't bear it, history has proved the simplest truth with countless men's mistakes and Yanashita Hui's deeds, that is, the righteous gentleman who can sit still and not mess up, either his wife is too beautiful, or he himself is yang. Impotence, the latter may be far greater than the former, when he was conceived by a beautiful woman, he was not in a hurry, but he just couldn't hard, and he could only be a gentleman once for eternity, so he made a look that he could resist the temptation, Comrade Wang Fuxing's body was very normal, even very strong, in the face of a woman who was almost beyond his aesthetics, it was very manly to want to pounce, and this matter did not seem to be difficult.

Comrade Wang Fuxing is sure that as long as he can knock Huangfu Lingxi to the ground now, according to this girl's surname, he will be caught with his hands tied, and he will be pressed down in this simple small house by himself without resistance and be xxoo once.

Close combat!

Wang Fuxing had already approached the body of Huangfu Lingxi, holding a pitch-black spot, and the offensive and defensive positions were completely reversed.

Assault!

The distance between the two is less than seventy centimeters, and although the angle of Wang Fuxing's attack with a dagger is greatly restricted, it is equivalent to completely sealing the idea of Huangfu Lingxi using a sword, such a short distance, a long sword, almost becomes a burden.

Wang Fuxing's expression was calm, and the butterfly knife in his hand swung up and down, unambiguously, and slashed at the chest of Huangfu Lingxi.

The annoyed look in the fairy sister's eyes flashed, and she quickly retreated with her sword, intending to continue to distance herself to teach this man a lesson, but the other party followed him like a shadow, his body was close to him, and the small butterfly knife in his hand still maintained a position, greeting at the other party's chest.

Huangfu Lingxi narrowed Danfeng's eyes slightly, retreated in a few small steps in a row, and then pointed to the ground with dexterous toes, and the whole person seemed to be pulled by a force, his body took off, and he quickly retreated a large distance.

Wang Fuxing followed, but I don't know if he is too slow or the other party is too fast this time, he has already given Huangfu Lingxi a chance to attack, this fairy sister is not ambiguous, tonight's fight can be called a Zhenying guard battle, this man wants to win, she doesn't want to lose.

A slender beautiful leg quickly lifted up, brought a gust of fragrant wind, and kicked directly at Wang Fuxing's wrist holding the butterfly knife.

This small butterfly knife is Wang Fuxing's biggest reliance, as long as it is kicked away, the next Huangfu Lingxi will be completely in control of the situation.

The smile in Wang Fuxing's eyes flashed away, and under the slightly stunned eyes of Huangfu Lingxi, the butterfly knife in his hand made a dazzling classic posture, the handles on both sides were closed, and the blade was firmly hidden, and with a flick of the wrist, the butterfly knife had been hidden back into the sleeve.

The calf of the Emperor Fu Lingxi had already kicked it directly.

Wang Fuxing suddenly stretched out his hand, and when the other party didn't have time to accept it, he grabbed the beautiful feet of the other party with all his strength to satisfy all foot fetish people.

Wang Fuxing didn't pity the jade, he had already planned it, and now he used all his strength to completely lift the Huangfu Lingxi away, and then he immediately rushed over to hug him, and when the time came, Wen Xiang Nephrite would be pregnant again, and she would have already lost.

Wang Fuxing smiled, then made a move, and the hand that held Huangfu Lingxi's beautiful feet suddenly threw it out.

Made.

It's just that the Emperor Fu Lingxi didn't move, or it didn't achieve the effect he wanted, and the other party made an unusually gorgeous half rotation in the air.

And then there was a bang.

Symphony of gold and iron.

Huangfu Lingxi's body was all in the air, and the Qiushui long sword in his hand went down and stabbed on the ground, a simple move, but it became the focus of the entire body.

Before Wang Fuxing could react, Huangfu Lingxi swept over again, this time not the wrist, but the head.

Wang Fuxing narrowed his eyes, and for the first time found that although he already valued Huangfu Lingxi very much, it seemed that he still underestimated her.

He took a slight step back, subconsciously pulling away again.

Huangfu Lingxi's eyes narrowed, the downward trend of the whole person suddenly accelerated, and as soon as one foot hit the ground, his body bounced up again, straight forward, his body was volleyed, and he was originally a woman as light as a smoke willow, and after raising her body high, she actually made a domineering gesture of splitting Huashan!

Indomitable.

All the tricks seem to be completely coherent, wave after wave, without stopping, without giving people a chance to react at all.

How did the old Taoist priest cultivate such a monster?

Wang Fuxing took another big step back.

The sword light in the sky roared and fell, still violating the principles of physics, without the slightest condensation, and continued to rush forward.

Wang Fuxing narrowed his eyes, completely stimulated the battle intent in his heart, and just wanted to fight with all his strength and no longer hide his strength, a cold sword blade was already like a poisonous snake, silently but extremely weird on his neck.

"You've lost."

Huangfu Lingxi's cold voice sounded faintly.

Women are like dragons!

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